When the angostura runs a little lowAnd your gin has lost that soft and roosy glowAnd time is rushing by, but it seems slowJust live dangerously once before you goIf you take the bite right out of Mr. SnakeHe'll assume the reputation of a fakeUntil someone comes along, someone fearless someone strongAnd gives that Mr. Snake a mighty shakeBut who wants to shake with a snake?Who wants to shake with a snake?Who would help a simple adder to be happy to be gladder?Who wants to shake with a snake?Who wants to shake with a snake?Who would help a simple adder to be happy to be gladder?Who wants to shake with a snake?Who wants to shake with a snake?Who wants to shale with a snake?I ask you.